Five crystalline shards appeared at the tip of his fingers. They glimmered, shining a beautiful golden light around themselves. Then, they rushed in the air, each hitting one of the men rushing towards Kyle and Irena. For a split second, nothing happened. Then, those men’s chest burst open with explosions as shrapnel of crystalline light scattered about. In a matter of seconds, the entire attacking group had fallen, either to the initial blast, or to the scattering pieces of crystalline light. Kyle paused, then breathed a shaky sigh. “Well, that takes care of it.” He muttered quietly. This had been beyond his expectations. “Let’s keep going.” He said and walked past them as the bodies quickly disintegrated into nothingness. “Impressive,” Irena commented after a few moments of silence. “Your power has begun to grow rapidly, Summoner. It makes me happy to see such growth.” Kyle shook his head. Sure, he had grown, but ‘rapidly’ wouldn’t be a word he woul

‘Vector, Servant of the Ash Demon’ A second health bar appeared on top of that of the Ash Demon’s, giving Kyle quite the frighten. “Two bosses…?” He muttered as his heartbeat fastened. “Filthy mage!” Vector shouted, spitting as he spoke. His eyes glimmered with hatred. “Fight me like man! Draw your weapon!” Kyle pointed at the man again. “My weapon is my magic. Shards of Light!” Once again, five crystalline shards appeared at the tip of his fingers and rushed at the Servant of the Ash Demon without pause. The man, having learned his lesson, didn’t bother trying to block the projectiles, instead, he threw himself to the side to avoid them completely, then rushed at Kyle, his flaming weapon in hand. Kyle narrowed his eyes and pointed at  the ground beneath his own feet. “Sunburst,” He whispered as Vector leapt high up into the air, and brought his flaming spear down upon Kyle, only for it to bounce off of his barrier spell. Despite

Aoris arrived shortly after Kyle gathered whatever remotely valuable or useful thing he could find in the outpost. As soon as she saw him, she hopped off the horse she was riding, and apologised profusely for being late. Her reason was not one to be scoffed at though. An earthquake had happened not far from the plateau, causing a landslide on the path leading up to it, as well as some structural damage to the cathedral. Aoris had been busy trying to sort things out, as Cacophus had apparently shut himself in his newly made study. Irena asked to be excused after hearing all that and vanished through one of those flaming rifts of hers. Kyle couldn’t help but wonder what would happen to the imp. Perhaps killing it would have been a lot more… merciful. But then again, whether the imp deserved any mercy was arguable. Aoris and Kyle hurried back to the plateau. Being on horseback, the journey back was a lot faster than the first time he and Irena passed through her

The Grand Hall was busy, almost crowded. And magic was everywhere. A group of elves were sitting on the ground near the windows. Their eyes were closed, and beautiful green lines of magic connected them together. It was a prayer of their people, to mother nature. A magical ritual that they performed to wish for better weather, and peaceful lives. Unfortunately, Kyle didn’t think the ritual was going to be very helpful just about now. There were also several dozen dwarves. They had gathered around one of the rather large tables, and they were going over the schematics of the cathedral. “Oi, hurry up!” one of them shouted to a group leaving the grand hall. “That column ain’t going to fix itself!” Kyle turned his gaze away from that group as well and focused on the lone dwarf by the door on the far side of the grand hall. He knew that guy – it was the dwarf who had first mentioned the dwarven artifact to him. Kyle walked past the small gr

“KYLE! WAKE UP. I FOUND SOMETHING, YOU MUST WAKE UP!” The loud, magical voice of the Lich abruptly woke Kyle up from his surprisingly restful slumber. Unable to immediately comprehend what was happening, the young man started on his feet and looked around the room in a panic, his gaze searching for threats. Only a moment later, when he noticed the Lich floating by the door did he realise it was his voice that woke him up. “What?” He asked, sitting right back down on his bed, and rubbing his eyes as he tried to gather his thoughts. A distant thunder sounded, and the ground shook violently again. “I TOLD YOU ABOUT THE MAGİC RESIDUE.” The Lich tried to explain. “Yeah,” Kyle yawned. “You said you couldn’t find any, and that whoever was causing these tremors was very powerful.” The Lich nodded. The green lights glowing in his eye sockets grew brighter. “YES, BUT I DID FIND SOMETHING.” Kyle could hear the excitement in the Lich’s voice alrea